Unwelcome Intrusion

Unwelcome intrusion Driving along a country road dry dust billows behind heading to work on a summer morn the heat is yet to rise. Early gold light in clear blue sky brush stroke whispy clouds bluegrey bush and fading mist dew still on the ground. Down a hill and round a bend moving slower now a wedgetail eagle looks up at me over a roadkill repast. He half spreads wings and glares at me as I approach and pass backs a bouncing step or two so close I reflect in his eyes. That instant the Eagle makes so clear though I’m large he has beak and claw wingspan greater than mine, I’d regret it if I stopped for his food. I imagine this noble king of birds standing in the dust of my wake thinking of noisy and impolite humans to him, an unwelcome intrusion. ©T.Arnold